i don't have to tell you, you know it for sure "a visit from saint nicholas" by clement clark moore. someone read it to you and you've read it to yours. a few of us now sleep with kir chief or cap, the poem to the times always seemed to adapt. and though doubts about authorship sometimes raise a clatter, to most of us, any such doubts hardly matter. now, dasher, now franer and vic seine, on comet, on donner and bit zen. to the top of the porch,-to-the top of the wall, now dash away, dash away, dash away all! every year at this time we go straight to this work. for an adult with children it's a highly prized pirg. so spring once again to your young give a whittle and read them this tale of a sleigh like a missile. let them hear as o as you put out the light "happy christmas to all and to all good night." sfchl. >> osgood: coming up, the story of "a christmas story." okay, here's the plan. you have a plan? first we're gonna check our bags for free, thanks to our explorer card. then, the united club. my mother was so wrong about you. next, we get priority boarding on our flight i booked